Silence

Which words can mostly hurt?
The ones were never said
Or the ones you once heard

I barely know what my poor soul denies
The demons from whom somewhere I hide
This distant past, should I really mind?

Exhale from closed lips some sort of lies
From this insane forced silence
That must I enjoy all my life

Is it a way of letting it to die?
Would I bet it as dirty excuse
To keep it alive...